Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has shaved his head bald. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Takra abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He tends to his Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears a simple tan robe with black stripes complete with hood, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Arannis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His scarlet crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Heskan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Adrik took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Disguise kit.